They scrambled up the fungus stairway, the cyclops shrieking with frustration because he couldn’t follow. They crawled inside the cave and caught their breath.

“We can’t stay up here forever,” he said, peering down at the waiting beast.

“All we need is a friendly salamander,” she told him. “They love damp, rotting wood like this. They might know another way out.”

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